For the next 20 minutes, Noreen continued her strength exercises. The itch in her crotch had all but disappeared, so the rest of her workout was somewhat quick and uneventful. Once she’d finished her scissor kicks while lying on her back, she did some double leg lifts to tone her lower abs. After taking a few moments to realign and crack her back, Noreen stood back up and stretched her waist, sides, and thighs, finishing with some squats. She was glad she’d decided to finish her workout now instead of waiting to do it later; now, she’d have the rest of the afternoon to chill out and relax. Maybe that itch actually came in handy, she thought, shrugging.
Finally, Noreen finished the last of her reps; she was breathing heavily, but proud of the work she’d done.
“All right!” she panted, “Now that THAT’S over with, it’s shower time!”
Noreen walked back over to her couch, grabbing the remote she’d tossed there earlier, and switched off the music. Then, she set the remote back down on a side table, grabbed her phone sitting nearby, and headed for her stairs, anxious to begin the shower that she’d been looking forward to.
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Shannon’s walking pace on her steadfast journey towards Noreen’s place was erratic. She was trying to get there as quickly as possible, but she didn’t want to accidentally miss Chris if he’d fallen off along the way; so, she did her best to keep an eye out front of her and walked a pace that allowed a sudden stop if she spotted him.
Unfortunately, even if Chris had been able to hold onto Noreen all the way back to her place, there was no guarantee that Shannon would even be able to find him. What was she supposed to say to Noreen when she arrived? How could she even conduct a proper search of Noreen’s place without arousing suspicion? There might be no way out of this without telling Noreen the truth. Shannon’s only concern needed to be finding Chris as quickly as possible.
Right now, the only plan she had was to get to Noreen’s place and search it as best she could, and if she couldn’t find Chris, backtrack the way she came; nevertheless, the whole situation seemed hopeless. What if Chris never made it to Noreen’s? He could literally be anywhere between there and where the two girls met earlier. For all she knew, he could have fallen off and be lying half dead in a ditch somewhere, or found and eaten by a bug or a cat or something.
And there was an even bigger problem: if Shannon didn’t find Chris before he started to grow back to normal—assuming he hadn’t already been squished—he’d surely be discovered, and her secret would be out. No doubt the questions would lead back to the research lab; there’s no telling what would happen then. All she could hope for was that luck would be on her side and she’d somehow find Chris with Noreen—alive and unharmed....relatively speaking.
Shannon was trying hard to hold back the tears, silently praying that she would find Chris regardless of where he was, but he was so small and helpless; her chances were slim, and her hopes dwindling.
“Chris,” she sobbed, “please, just be OK. God, please just let me find him. I promise I’ll never let him out of my sight again for as long as he’s tiny. Please, still be alive! Please!”
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Deep inside Noreen’s pussy, a tiny figure was painstakingly making its way back down her vagina to freedom. Several minutes beforehand, Noreen had spread her legs apart during a yoga pose, opening her labia up wide, providing a direct, slippery path down her vagina. Chris might have slipped all the way down to Noreen’s cervix, but managed to curb his descent and stopped about halfway down. He did his best to hang on until Noreen was in an upright position, then, he scrambled to get back to the entrance.
It was tough going though: every subsequent exercise Noreen did made it harder and more treacherous for Chris to make his way to freedom. The occasional twisting and bending wasn’t so bad, but then came the squats. Chris nearly lost his lunch being thrust up and down and all around Noreen’s insides, yelping with terror, though he knew that no matter how much he protested, Noreen was never going to hear it. He had to get out of her panties ASAP, or he may get shoved back to a point where he’d never be able to escape.
Considering how deep in he had been, Chris was amazed that he was still conscious, though he did feel lightheaded; his resolve and determination, however, kept him going....well, that and adrenaline. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Chris reached a softer part of Noreen’s vagina, meaning he was very close to the outside.
Right before as he reached for the opening, Noreen’s legs started moving, throwing Chris off balance. He braced himself against the walls of he vagina as she moved, worried that she was about to do another exercise, but the movement felt like it did when she was walking earlier. Chris took the moment to escape!
Quickly and carefully he spread the opening of Noreen’s vagina with his arms and burst forth, gasping a huge breath of air.
Just as Noreen was about to climb her stairs, her crotch start itching again. She frustratingly started scratching herself again.
“Dang it!” she cursed. “Why the hell is my crotch so damn itchy today?! Argh!”
Poor Chris, just as he finally stuck his head out to catch a breath of somewhat fresh air, Noreen’s panties collapsed on him once again, the giant fingers on the outside slamming right into Chris’s face, shoving him back inside the giant pussy. As the giant woman scratched, Chris was sent through the ringer, shoved up-and-down, back-and-forth, all the while trying to shout for help.
“Geez!” Noreen grumbled. “That does it! I’m gonna clean you really well when I shower, and I’ll put on some cream afterwards. That should take care of this pesky itch!”
Chris was both frustrated and scared all at once: he could barely make out what Noreen was saying, but he definitely didn’t like the sound of the one word he heard distinctly: “shower”. He couldn’t help but picture himself being drowned with a torrent of water, while Noreen rigorously washed her crotch. He’d be a living sponge, shoved all over the inside of her pussy, but probably wouldn’t survive the ride. Chris quickly shook off the mental picture; he HAD to get out of there or he’d be squished for sure.
Before Chris could make another move....an EARTHQUAKE!
Noreen quickly ascended her staircase and turned the corner at the top, rushing into her bedroom. She rummaged through her dresser to find some clothes and took them with her into the bathroom, setting them on the counter. Then, just as Noreen pulled of her top and tossed it into the laundry basket in the corner, she heard the doorbell ring.
“Nuts! Who could that be?” she groaned, having already tossed her sweaty shirt into the dirty laundry. Not wanting to put a dirty top back on, or soil a clean one, Noreen quickly assessed her sports bra, wondering if it was covering enough for her to answer the door.
“Eh,” she shrugged, drying her face on a nearby hand towel, “it’s not like I’m JUST wearing a bra. Whoever it is can deal with it.”
Noreen bounded down her stairs and took a quick peek through the peephole; she was shocked and confused to see Shannon on the other side, having left her only about half an hour ago. She quickly unlocked the deadbolt and opened the door.
“Hey girl,” Noreen greeted her, noticing Shannon’s disheveled appearance, “what’s up?”
“Hey Noreen,” Shannon replied, somewhat breathlessly, “do you mind if I come in?”
“Sure, come on,” Noreen said, ushering Shannon in. “I’m, uh, surprised you’re here. Did you walk all this way?”
“Uh, yeah,” Shannon panted.
“But shouldn’t you get back to Chris, I thought you said he wasn’t feeling well.”
“He isn’t; that’s exactly why I’m here,” Shannon said.
“Oh?” Noreen uttered, closing the door. “Is something wrong?”
“Kinda,” Shannon said hesitantly. “I was hoping we could talk for a bit.”
“Uh, OK, but are you sure Chris’ll be okay on his own for a while?”
“Actually,” Shannon said, getting her teeth, “I’m pretty sure he’d prefer I be here.”
“Why?” Noreen giggled with disbelief. “You haven’t been teasing him have you?”
“Well,” Shannon laughed uncomfortably, scratching the back of her head, “I may have given him a little bit of a hard time.”
“While he’s been sick?! Girl, give the kid a break!”
“I am....at least I’m trying to. Like I said, that’s why I’m here; I’m concerned about him.”
Noreen perked up, “What do ya mean?”
Shannon was trying to think of a reason to stall the conversation, silently cursing herself for not coming up with a valid excuse on the way over.
“You know....he....just....hasn’t been himself lately,” Shannon exhaled.
“Well, what can I do to help?” Noreen asked concernedly.
“I was wondering....maybe if you had some....I don’t know remedies, like natural treatments he might be able to use.”
“Well, sure,” Noreen affirmed, “what does he have?”
“Oh,” Shannon said, biting her lip nervously and averting her eyes, “just a....little something.”
For the last several minutes, Chris had been doing his best to hold on tight, bracing himself against the inner walls of Noreen’s vagina. He didn’t know exactly what Noreen was doing, but it seemed like she was shifting between walking and bouncing up and down for some strange reason; Chris finally figured out it was her running up and down the stairs, and the experience was quite uncomfortable; his whole body was battered and bruised, making it hurt to move. In fact, he was ready to give up and except his fate...
A familiar voice snapped Chris back to attention: it was Shannon! She’d come to rescue him! Chris was so relieved; he was now so close to being rescued, he could almost taste it. A sudden burst of energy coursed through his tiny body; he quickly regained his composure and reached for the entrance to Noreen’s vagina. Once he’d forced it open, he launched himself through the opening, ending up with his head, arms, and upper torso sticking out. Now the hard part: getting the girls’ attention!
“By ‘a little something’, do you mean, like, a stomach bug? Or the flu?” Noreen inquired.
“It’s a little hard to describe,” Shannon said hesitantly. “Let’s just say I need to make sure that he makes it through the next day or so.”
“SHANNON! SHANNON, I’M IN HERE.... IN NOREEN’S PANTIES! I’M DOWN HERE! NOREEN, SHANNON, HELP ME!”
“Hm,” Noreen contemplated, “let’s see. I might have a couple things....you can try.”
The pesky itch in Noreen’s crotch had suddenly returned mid-sentence.
“Um, I tell you what,” she continued, “I need to use the restroom really quick; why don’t you sit down for a second!”
“OK, great!” Shannon said, eagerly accepting a chance to start searching for Chris.
“NO, SHANNON! DON’T LET HER TAKE ME TO THE RESTROOM! HELP! SHANNON, PLEASE!”
Chris was panicking! He hastily tugged his legs, trying to force his way out of Noreen’s pussy once and for all. He managed to pull one of his legs free, just as Noreen bounded up the stairs. The vibrations were strong enough to shake Chris clear of her labia, landing him face first into the fabric of her panties. Finally free of the huge vagina, Chris held on tightly and waited for the motion sickness to wear off.
Noreen stomped up her stairs quickly as possible and scurried into the bathroom, nearly slamming the door behind her as she flicked on the light switch. She stepped over to the toilet and, to effectively clean and rid herself of the pesky itch that had been bothering her during her entire workout that morning, hastily pulled her pants down around her ankles.
The floor Chris had just managed to grab ahold of suddenly gave way, sending him tumbling down towards the floor. He completely lost his grip on the fabric as it descended; his attempt to hold on not only failed, but shot him downwards at an angle. Instead of landing in the panties again, Chris bounced off the waistband of Noreen’s pants and landed in the bathroom rug just in front of the toilet.
Noreen plopped her ass on the toilet and immediately took a wet wipe to her itchy vagina, using one finger to scratch and feel around to see if there was something actually inside her.
Chris shook off the sudden tumble and surveyed his surroundings: there were giant blue stalks all around him aligned in an endless forest, with two giant peach-colored masses several yards away on either side. Just in front of him was a massive grey wall, bobbing up and down. Then, he gazed upwards; the sight completely filled him with anxiety. A giant Noreen was sitting on a massive porcelain toilet, wiping her vagina with a moist towelette. Even from his vantage point far below, Chris could still hear the friction from her running the wipe across her labia.
“Noreen?! NOREEN!” Chris called frantically, “NOREEN, DOWN HERE! IT’S ME, CHRIS! NOREEN, I’M DOWN HERE! IN THE CARPET, NOREEN!”
Noreen wasn’t paying any attention, still too focused on cleaning herself. Chris quickly stood up and started jumping up and down, frantically waving his arms.
“NOREEN, DOWN HERE! LOOK FOR ME, PLEASE! NOREEN! HEAR ME, PLEASE!”
Noreen finished wiping herself and inspected the towelette; she didn’t see anything. As she dropped the wipe into the adjacent garbage can, a small bottle sitting on the counter caught her eye.
“Ooh, my StomachEase,” she commented aloud, “This might be just the thing Shannon could use.”
StomachEase was an herbal blend than Noreen usually took to ease her stomach after strenuous workouts or anytime she felt nauseous. She needed to check to make sure it wouldn’t react to any medicine Chris might have taken.
With her attention focused on the nearby supplement bottle, Noreen nonchalantly reached down and pulled up her pants without noticing the tiny figure on the floor shouting for attention.
Chris saw the giantess reaching down; he truly believed he was about to be noticed, but Noreen’s gaze never deviated as she grabbed her pants and started pulling them up.
“Noreen, wait! LOOK DOWN!” Chris shouted.
Then, unexpectedly, Noreen quickly stood up!
“Ack, Noreen, look out!” Chris yelped, losing his balance. Her quick movements knocked him off his feet, and her giant feet rubbing the carpet as she finished pulling her pants up scared him half to death. He wouldn’t let it deter him, however; he was going to get noticed, one way or another.
Noreen finished pulling up and adjusting her pants, grabbed the bottle off the counter, and examined the ingredients and warnings.
Then, as she read, Noreen thought she heard something. At first, she thought it might be her imagination, so she shrugged it off and went back to reading.
The faint sound persisted. This time, however, Noreen could’ve sworn someone was calling her name; her ears perked up. Thinking Shannon might be calling for her, Noreen instinctively turned her head towards the door, lowered her eyebrows, and listened more intently.
Chris eyes grew wide when Noreen lifted her head slightly. Had she heard him? She went back to reading; Chris called up to her again:
“NOREEN, DOWN HERE! CAN YOU HEAR ME?! I’M DOWN HERE! NOREEN!”
Suddenly, the giantess turned her head towards the door. She had heard him! Chris was ecstatic!
“YES! YES, NOREEN! I’M DOWN HERE! IN THE CARPET! LOOK IN THE CARPET! NOREEN!”
Noreen definitely heard someone calling her name!
“Shannon?” she pondered aloud, leaning closer to the door. Her left heel came off the floor as the weight shifted to the ball of her foot. Noreen was about to step closer to the door, but instead stayed in place, waiting to see if Shannon was heading upstairs, if it even was Shannon who was calling her.
Chris was getting frustrated: he was so close to being found, but Noreen couldn’t tell where he was calling her from. He saw her left foot start to tip forward, balancing on the ball. Initially, Chris thought Noreen was about to head towards the door; instinctively, he ducked slightly and readied his stance in case he had to hastily dodge her foot. However, Noreen didn’t move; she was steadfast in her tracks trying to locate the source of his cries for help.
Realizing that he might be stuck in the bathroom if Noreen went back downstairs, AND that if Shannon left he might never be discovered, Chris made a risky move: he ran towards Noreen’s left foot. His initial plan was to climb up onto her toes; if she couldn’t feel him, at least she’d take him with her when she headed back to the living room. From there, he might be able to contact Shannon.
Nearing the huge foot, Chris made a bold leap into the air, trying to grab the groove where the toenail was nestled! His hands reached for the top of the big toe....and lost their grip.
Chris landed hard the carpet, yelping in pain. Noreen’s toe wasn’t that tall, he just didn’t jump very high. His lack of athleticism left him in an extremely precarious position: directly underneath the giantess. Out of a mixture of frustration and desperation, Chris started banging on the huge toe, calling Noreen’s name:
“NOREEN! NOREEEEEN!” Chris yelled, giving the big toe a swift kick.
The huge toe suddenly smacked Chris square in the face; the force was so strong his entire body flew across the room, landing in the bath mat just in front of the sink.
A stinging sensation suddenly surged through Noreen’s left big toe!
“Ouch!” Noreen cried, lifting her foot instinctively, and nearly falling back onto the toilet in the process. “What the hell?! Did something just bite me?!”
Noreen elevated her foot to escape the pain and quickly set the bottle of StomachEase down on the counter. She plopped her butt back down on the toilet and rested her left foot in her lap, rubbing the side of her throbbing toe.
“Was that a bug?!” Noreen queried as she peered over the side of her leg, intently scanning the bathmat where her foot had been. When she didn’t see anything, she expanded her search to the surrounding area, half expecting to see something crawling around through the carpet....still nothing.
“Man, what is going on today?!” Noreen said frustratedly, “First my crotch gets all itchy, then I’m hearing voices, and now a stupid bug just bit me! I REALLY hope that bug wasn’t causing my itch. Ick, I don’t even wanna think about it crawling around inside me. Yuck!”
Noreen cautiously lowered her foot back to the floor, making sure that nothing was going to come scurrying out. She kept her eyes peeled to the floor as she stood up. Still seeing nothing, she sloughed it off, raised her head, and took a step towards the door.
“Ooh, can’t forget this!” she uttered, grabbing the bottle of StomachEase back off the counter.
Chris awoke, dazed and slightly confused. He was lying face down and his body hurt all over. He started pushing himself up and shook his head, trying to shake off the pain and recall exactly what had just happened...
Without warning, a giant shadow washed over him. Chris had a fraction of a second to peer over his shoulder....a huge fleshy sole was descending right on him.
Before Chris could even scream, everything went black!
Giantess World
